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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2012 2:20 am
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(You get the premise. I'm jumping right in. Oh, it's gamerguy121, by the way. Not that many remember me. xD)
Luke sighed gently as he wiped down the bar counter as a television somewhere in the bar went on and on about some amazing catch by some athlete in some sport against some team. After a few hours, you tune it out, mostly. After a double, you just don't care. The german shepherd was past not caring. FOUR HOURS past not caring to be exact. Pressed for cash, he begged, literally begged, his boss to let him work not a double, but a TRIPLE SHIFT so he could pay off rent. The shift was already taking a toll on him. His once clean apron now smelled on spilled alcohol from happy hour. Dark lines under his eyes were now visible under his fur. Upon close inspection, another dog could recognize the accumulating dust and dirt in his fur. To him, however, the most pressing problem was layoffs. The bar was near empty, and he'd heard talk of downsizing. He looked at the door, ears flat. Please...someone come in...
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2012 11:54 pm
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2012 11:50 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2012 4:06 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2012 10:23 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2012 11:54 pm
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A small, black-haired, grey-furred mouse, with startlingly bright green eyes walked into the bar. His clothes consisted of a black shirt with a Jack Skellington design on it. The sleeves went down about to his thumbs, and had a horizontal grey-and-black striped pattern on them. His jeans were loose-fitting and a dark greyish-blue, fastened with a black-and-white checkered belt. He also wore a spiked choker around his neck and had a gold earring in one ear. His name was Lucian Greyson, but he preferred Grey Grey walked into the bar, not paying attention and bumping into an orca. Instead of stumbling, he barely registered it as he walked on. Grey sighed and sat down at a table, finally giving up hope of finding his way back to London.
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2012 9:10 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2012 9:43 pm
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"Oh, why you ungreatful little-" Velmont said pulling his fist back about to punch before something touched his arm and felt a rather sharp point.
![User Image](https://i784.photobucket.com/albums/yy126/dragonmech001/Charaters/Wraith_the_Dragonmage_by_Delthero.jpg) Wraith stood their with her staff's tip gently on Velmont's arm, "now, now boys, we can all get along together." She said as Velmont looked at her. "We need to bbe friends here okay?" She said calmly as the tip of her staff lowered Velmont's arm, "I'm sure a military Captain can understand that hmm? You spilled a little wine, so what? You spend 70% of you life in water it'll wash off, besides it looks better anyway." She said with more of a insutling voice as she pulled her staff back and looked at Grey. "And as for you, that's no way to talk to a orca." She said as Velmont lowered and released him as he started to walk away with a small smile on his face siince that he was getting some respect. "He has his tail for that." She said with a smile before he quickly stopped and turned around.
"What!" Velmont yelled out angerly as he faced the dragoness.
"Your heard me fish boy." She said with a smirk on her face.
Since Velmont had a lot of respect for women he turned around and sat down next to where he just was and ordered another wine.
Wraith looked at Grey with a smile on her face, "You okay?" She asked calmly.
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2012 10:38 pm
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Gammawolf99 Grey had let anger show through his eyes now, glaring at the back of the orca's head. He knew this had two ways to end: either he would shoot the b*****d, or he'd repress it. He sighed and let his glare drop from the orca's head. "I'm fine," Grey replied to the dragoness who probably stopped a bar fight, "And why did you say 'That's no way to talk to an orca'? That sounded a bit racist. *mutters darkly* If I didn't have gun control, that wanker would be lying in a pool of his own blood"((Grey is British, can you tell?))
She giggled, "I'm with you not agasint you, and I said that to make him think that I was on his side, but still I agree, a fin up there might be a little bit unconfterable... anyway, Wraith." She said and held her hand out ot him as her other hand had a grip on the staff as one end pointed up the the other rested on the ground.
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